Day after day alone on a hill
the man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him,
they can see that he`s just a fool
and he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning `round.
Well on the way, head in a cloud
the man of the thousand voices talking perfectly loud,
but nobody ever hears him, or the sound he appears to make
and he never seems to notice.
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning `round.
And nobody seems to like him,
they can tell what he wants to do
and he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning `round.
He never listens to them
he knows that they`re the fool
they don`t like him.
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning `round.
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